Ignoring the teeth marks on his shoulder, Yang Fei casually carried the groceries from the car as if nothing had happened.
After locking the car, he set the groceries in the kitchen. While washing them, he surreptitiously kept an eye on the infiltrator in the room.
The lurker had great persistence, hiding in Qin Yanyang's room without moving at all.
Yang Fei washed and chopped the vegetables, and the rice was also cooked. Everything was ready; all that was left was to start stir-frying.
He thought for a moment, then sent a message to Yang Wen asking if they had returned.
"Sister-in-law just contacted me; we'll be home soon," Yang Wen replied to the text.
It was the peak of rush hour now, and it would take at least forty minutes to get from Binhai University to here, so there was no hurry to start cooking.
Yang Fei took off his apron and put it away. He lit a cigarette and slowly made his way upstairs.